Chapter 862: Ranting Furiously
Hearing an old coot speak of staying low-key, Yang Zhen almost spat out his water, looking at the old man with a weird face that had 'smiling tiger' written all over it. If he claimed to be low-key, then Yang Zhen must be practically invisible.
After scolding the junior, the elder squinted his eyes, smiling as he asked the cheeky cat, "Esteemed fellow Daoist, may I know how to address you, and where do you hail from?"
Clearly, the old coot had been taken in by the nonsense the cheeky cat spouted earlier. The cheeky cat might not possess any other skills, but when it randomly remembered something and brandished it about, it did have some effect at fooling people.